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Why?

This blog - it is a funny little thing.
Recently, I have been asking myself why I keep writing, what is the point?
And do I feel it odd to share my thoughts and innermost feelings with, well, anyone that ventures onto this musing screen?

Why write these musings at all, especially as of late when I have been so deep in the emotional trench of my life?

The answer is simple - This blog, my musings help me articulate the moments of my days, the fears of my nights. And I for one think that the world would be a better place if we could all access our emotions and share them more readily.

And in helping me, I do hope (and know because of some of the comments/emails I have received) that my words help someone else's road in a small way.

Rarely do I plan a blog topic, but one occurred to me tonight on my ride home from seeing "Eclipse" (by far the best film of that franchise) and I need to think on it a bit before I write it - maybe later today or tomorrow. Let's just say these thoughts help set me free, something I thought impossible as of late.

So thanks for reading and get ready for a big one. (Ha, sounds dirty and I am keeping it!)

Dustin

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